The reflected silhouette was like a movie, with light and shadow interweaving and dreamy, making the audience looking up feel as if they were in a beautiful dream.
It is not easy to invite an international superstar to perform. Playing a song is the greatest honor for the host.
After the song Casablanca ended, the audience was mesmerized. Just as they were about to listen to the second song, another chamber orchestra invited by the Hao family started playing rock music on the first floor of the hall. The sudden performance episode representing the international superstar officially ended.
What a shame, what a shame. All the guests downstairs sighed.
If you want to listen to the performances of big stars in the art hall again, you can only go to the Grand Theater to watch the performances when the time comes.
I heard that this ticket is definitely hard to get.
"There are less than 500 tickets in total, and I heard that most of them are first allocated to the media and important people from all walks of life. The remaining tickets are first allocated to well-known musicians. Outsiders basically can't get tickets. Unless they know someone in the orchestra, they have tickets for their relatives."
The voices around were enthusiastically discussing this person's identity and his other extraordinary international status. Wu Lixuan quietly walked through the crowd, walked to a corner, and took a breath.
If possible, she didn't want to hear or see anything about this person anymore. But she knew that this was inevitable. Who would have thought that this person would become an internationally famous figure that she could never catch up with or get involved with, just as his mother had said.
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From now on, she would have to look at him with a very indifferent attitude as if they were two different worlds. In this respect, he was really cut off from her, like a "dead" person in her world.
"Would you like some strawberry cake?"
Who is asking her?
Hearing the voice, Wu Lixuan turned back without thinking much, and then she came to her senses and realized that this was the voice buried deep in her memory.
At that moment, she took three steps back like a frightened grasshopper.
The face not far from her revealed clear facial features under the baseball cap. The nose, the eyes, the eyebrows, each of them represented the memories sealed in her mind.
Wu Lixuan's shoulders trembled. It didn't seem like summer was coming but rather like winter. She wished she could wrap herself in a cotton jacket.
What she didn't expect was that the face opposite her actually looked as innocent as a white rabbit, holding a plate of triangular cakes in his left hand and a stainless steel fork in his right hand, and asked her again: "You really don't like strawberry cake?"
I glanced at the piece of cake he was holding, and saw two strawberries on it that were as red as blood.
She likes strawberries. She not only likes to eat them, but also likes to look at them. When she was a child, she only bought notebooks with strawberries printed on the cover.
The fur all over her body seemed to stand up, and Wu Lixuan felt a deep sense of fear from the bottom of her heart.
What is going on with the other party? Is he "dead" in her world?
"I seem to remember that you like to eat this." Fang Qinsu said, moving the cake a little further towards her.
"I don't know you." Wu Lixuan tried hard to squeeze out a cold voice.
"I don't seem to recognize you either." Fang Qinsu said, but his eyes were staring at her face as if looking for something.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"I often have dreams, strange and vague dreams that I can't quite remember. My doctor said that maybe this dream has something to do with my past."
"That's none of my business."
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